Name: Don’t Stop Believing by Thomas GT
Duration: 4 min 9 s
Description: Don’t Stop Believin’ is an inspiring pop/rock anthem about holding on to hope and chasing dreams. It tells the story of everyday people searching for meaning and connection. With its powerful chorus and uplifting message, the song encourages perseverance, reminding listeners to stay strong and never give up on themselves.

One of my Favorite songs 2025. I will share it with Tarron Crayton my dearest friend, Music producer. And Mariangela Ferrario Hall, Warner bros studio, Music/Film Publicity, Worldwide. GREAT WORK Thomas

Have you copyrighted this song and Licensed it to anyone? Just curious. I do love it and we have connections worldwide. Would like to try and rep it

I just LOve this song. The world needs to hear it. June 22, 2025 on Malibu beach dancing in the sand. Jameshhall1954 Instagram. Proof

@user-370753129 yes it is James ☺️ and Thank you once again for your kind words 🙏🙏🙏🫶🫶

@user-370753129 thank you my friend 🙏🎶🫶

❤️🙋Merci pour cette magnifique chanson pleine d'espoir 😉😍😊😎

My second track with lyrics. I hope you like it!

Fossils in the Making - Lyrics

Some billion years ago
a curious random flow
of molecules ignited what we now know as life

life went on to disperse
grew violently diverse
and crept and swam and blossomed into each niche of earth

a myriad creatures grew
and each one looked out to
eternal thriving for their species 
little they knew

that all comes to an end
when time was ripe, they went
into oblivion - just the fossils 
hold the memory of them
And suddenly some strange new creature 
starts to enter the scene 
the age of humans begun
They seem to have developed 
some remarkable features 
their intellect matched by none

With their collective mind
They could find the spell to bind 
The curse of certain extinction
for their kin and their kind 

With their joint intellect 
With humble due respect
They might protect themselves from vanishing
But they don’t seem to mind



We spy into the cosmos with our Hubbles and Webbs
but all we manage to hear ...
... is nothing .... but the menacing sound of pure silence 

out there are a zillion worlds 
older by eons than ours 
that should host 
a wealth of civilizations 
… Where are you?
…. Where have you gone?

The web of life emerges, 
occasionally it purges
And rips out nearly all the pages from its thick book
Life fades at rapid rate.  
Are we next on the slate?
Is perish our fate?  
Our odds don’t look good

Mother nature is not kind 
She does not really mind
Whether the human race will live tomorrow
No time to borrow

We’re fossils in the making
Gaia’s taking her toll 
We could have had it all
… we might have had in it in our hands
... I guess, we barely stood a chance

Fossils in the Making (Piano Poetry)

I am blessed with a treasured friend whose name is Sue.  

Sue is the very embodiment of humanity.  Kind, selfless, giving, loving, unassuming, warm, smiling, understanding.  Were you lucky enough ever to meet Sue, you’d never know that she carries a heavy burden carefully, and gently tucked away in a very private place within her heart.

This song is for Sue, and all mothers who, like her, have lost a son in the most tragic of circumstances, with no opportunity to help, hold, comfort or say goodbye.

Sue won’t ever hear this, but if she did, I know she’d forgive the rough edges and clumsies because she is only capable of seeing good.  

Originally intended as a quick one-take late night aide-memoire, it comes from the heart more than any of my subsequent attempts to improve it.  I've left it unedited, uncompromised, pure and honest.  Rather like Sue.

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Solace

When first you nestled in my arms and my eyes met with yours
A bonding fused in love, that could never be undone.
Sheltered you from harm as childhood lightly ran its course
Giving thanks to God above for the blessing you’d become.

Of your blossoming maturity I watched with glowing pride
Reaching for your touch to find that now we’re worlds apart,
Stolen by fate’s cruelty, that wrenches yet inside
Ever present in my mind, forever in my heart.

As angels wrapped in heaven, soon our eyes shall meet and then
In the clarity of peace we’ll find our solace once again.

And now I live by memory tides that flood tomorrow’s shore
Your picture sitting in my palm, lifts my spirit gently, where,
The strongest, warmest love abides and shall do evermore
A love dispensing soothing balm anoints my silent prayer.

Though the space between is wide as the celestial abyss
There’s a place within my heart, from which I offer only this,
As angels wrapped in heaven, soon our eyes shall meet and then,
In the clarity of peace we’ll find our solace once again.
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Photo by David Monje on Unsplash

Solace

Image by Stablecog AI:

When I came up with my stage name for SoundCloud,
I imagined an old organ grinder with his monkey and money cup,
cranking away on a street corner of an old cobblestone village.
But these days, the street corner was even older, as was the man himself,
along with his old synthesizer. The monkey is long gone, in case you were wondering.

Actually, I was quite surprised when the image that appeared got my glasses and my beard right, and even my blue shirt along with a pocket (where I keep my pocket protecter full of pens and pencils). Heck, it could almost have been my photo.

Ye Olde Synthgrinder

Link to the video

https://youtu.be/G3v5nrNtafI?si=9HqZYKMrK3_SEs5e


Lyrics
So who holds a key to feel 
their happy inside
and must madness always win 
when sanity slides
if true beauty’s only measured 
by the ugliest stares
why’d you still need to hear 
their magic three words
when holding out for a change 
won’t make a new you
guess maybe the smartest money’s 
still on the biggest fool
cos our wasted day weighs more 
every single year
and in the end you’ll cry drown 
your regretful dry tears

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS IT’S ENDLESS REPEAT

Now go find your two reasons 
that get you through
cos nobody’s gonna save you 
from the ghosts of you
so take those chances to make
your feel real today
cos waiting round for forever 
it’s just so passe
and stop blaming tomorrow 
for choices never made
you never thought you’d made

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
YEAH I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS ON ENDLESS REPEAT
I’M SO TIRED OF GIVING IN ENDLESS REPEAT
TO GHOSTS THAT KEEP LIVING ON ENDLESS REPEAT
WITH THE MONEY AND POWER REPEATIN REPEATS
RULE THE MEN OF THE HOUR DEFENDING REPEATS
WHILE PEACE CIRCLES VICTIMS IN ENDLESS REPEAT
OUR SHOCK FACTORS DIE IN BIG SCREEN REPEATS
AS WARS AND THEIR SYSTEMS REPEAT AND REPEAT
SO INNOCENCE CAN DIE AS HISTORY REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
THEIR INNOCENCE IS DYING
OUR INNOCENCE IS DYING
INNOCENTS ARE DYING
THE INNOCENCE OF DYING


The Innocence of Dying (Endless Repeats)

Good Ol' Boy is a very special song. It was originally written and composed by David Dunham, who dedicated it to a dear friend – a gesture that gives the song even more emotional depth.

When David invited Mike Fox and me to create a new arrangement, we gladly accepted. It was an honor to give his beautiful composition a fresh new sound.

For me, this project was more than just music: it was about friendship, trust, and shared creativity. I first met David and Mike here on SoundCloud – two outstanding musicians, but more importantly, two kind and wonderful human beings. Over time, a true friendship has grown between us, and I’m deeply grateful for that.

I hope you can feel a bit of what makes this song so meaningful to us when you listen.

Lyrics "Good Ol´Boy

He's a good ol' boy with his good ol' toys,
He likes a beer now and then.
He picks a guitar and dreams of going far,
Don't know the how, or the where, or the when.
The boys in the band play as hard as they can.
And they hitch their wagon to the star,
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

He keeps house with his wife, the love of his life,
The kids are all grown and gone.
By the gray in his hair you can tell he still cares
'bout the things that are right and wrong.
And the question comes does it get better than this,
A hard days work and a goodnight kiss,
For this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.

Well it hasn't been easy, no it's never been easy
But he keeps on keepin' on.
And what hasn't killed him he finds a way
To put into a song, 'bout this good ol' boy
This good ol' boy.


He's a good ol' boy with his share of joys,
And his share of the cares of this world.
When it's all said and done, and his race has been run,
And he rests in the arms of the Lord
Of this good ol' boy, this good ol' boy.


Credits:

    Original Song: David Dunham
            Mike Fox: Vocals, Guitars
Axel Menningen: Keyboards

Good Ol' Boy

Loosely based on the traditional song.  120 bpm. (Painting: Manuel M. Remartinez)

Loch Lomond (Interpretation)

Don’t Stop Believin’ is an inspiring pop/rock anthem about holding on to hope and chasing dreams. It tells the story of everyday people searching for meaning and connection. With its powerful chorus and uplifting message, the song encourages perseverance, reminding listeners to stay strong and never give up on themselves.

Don’t Stop Believing

Vidéo : youtu.be/z-aae0BK5p8

Brande (Translated after the French text )

Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Desdanova ( @denis-rousseau-182743563 )
Musique : Alain Illos

Sans un bruit, ce matin,
une rose est éclose.
Perdue en ce jardin
où mon coeur agonise.
Au milieu de hautes herbes,
c'est elle survivante.
Soudain dans l'air vibrant,
mes souvenirs voltigent.
Dans la chaude lumière,
de cette beauté naissante;
perdues dans ma mémoire,
de sinistres images...
Sans un bruit ce matin,
mon coeur s'est lavé.
Perdu en ce jardin,
dans la chaude lumière.
Au milieu de mes souvenirs
qui voltigent.
Des hautes herbes
et d'un été naissant.
C'est ma joie survivante,
sur la brande, ce matin.
Aux vies agonisantes,
à la beauté naissante.
Aux images oubliées,
soudain, dans l'air vibrant.

Brande
Without a sound, this morning,
a rose bloomed.
Lost in this garden
where my heart agonizes.
In the midst of tall grasses,
is the surviving rose.
Suddenly, in the vibrant air,
my memories flutter.
In the warm light,
of this emerging beauty;
lost in my memory,
of sinister images...
Without a sound this morning,
my heart washed.
Lost in this garden,
in the warm light.
In the midst of my fluttering memories
.
Tall grasses
and a budding summer.
This is my surviving joy,
on the heather this morning.
To dying lives,
to emerging beauty.
To forgotten images,
suddenly, in the vibrant air.


Brande avec Desdanova

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Was released last year using ai vocals. Re recorded using my vocals

The Scottish rocker remastered .mp3

Missing You is an emotional song about longing and heartache after losing someone special. The lyrics express deep sorrow, memories, and the emptiness left behind. With a soft melody and touching vocals, the song captures the pain of absence while holding on to love that still lingers despite the distance.

Missing you

Now it's time for a little vacation to get some new inspiration. Meanwhile I hope you’ll enjoy my music. Wishing everyone a lovely summer. Hope to see you all again later. Take care...
THOMAS GT 🫶🙏🎶🏖️

A heartfelt thank you to all of you lovely people who listen, share my music and promote it. Without YOU, this “adventure” would never be possible. YOU are the best listeners imaginable. 🫶🔥🎶❤️


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